last night I couldnt sleep and I stayed up till 6:30 and I thought something was wrong with me, and that I should die because I am of no use except to try to change the world, but that is not special, everyone trys to change the world, I try to.....but I destroy instead, I always wish I was never born, I also am never supported to cry when I'm emotional in my household, I feel it is I am of not loved or special, there's not just one person named sofia, there's not just one person with dark brown hair, there's not just one person with dark brown eyes, there's not just one person who has suicidal thoughts, there's not just one person with breathing problems, I'm not special or one of a kind, I'm just.........a nobody trying to be a somebody